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like the author ran out of ink

I woke up yesterday to a world that had gone white and silent. The snow was wet, sticky, blanketing. The world was clean.

It felt soft, hidden, quiet. This week has been hard and loud and harsh. It felt like nature was giving what it could to ease that.

(Gilligan, the title is from “A Captive Audience” by The Velvet Teen. The full line is “make it go away like it never happened, like the author ran out of ink before you got to me”. I think it fits the sentiment of this week and the b&w pictures, yes?)

movement

Apparently I can’t resist. I’m totally the monkey see to Linda’s monkey do. She was talking to me about #reverb10 and the first prompt. The first prompt is to pick a word that exemplifies 2010. I’m not going to do #reverb10, but I do want to write up a summary of 2010 for New Years like I did in 2008. That prompt made me think about what was the theme of 2010.

Movement

We moved homes, we’ve moved furniture many many times. We’ve moved our things, trying to find places for them in the new house. We move further every day, traveling back and forth to work than we have in a long time. We’ve walked more, around the house, the yard, the street. We’ve moved a lot in our heads. A lot of our associations and connections to things and people and places. You can call it change, but to me change is an internal thing. This is very much a physical and mental exercise. It’s had emotional ripples to be sure, and there have been changes and adaptations that result from our movement, but the core of this year, to me, has been moving.

remember the blink of an eye

  1. pandora
  2. when my grandfather told my mom he’d pay for my first laptop
  3. when my dad finally said he’d give up visitation
  4. when my grandfather told my mom that i should go overseas on a school sponsored trip
  5. my grandfather. i don’t talk about him much, but i think without him i’d be a drastically different person. he isn’t in the thankful list from last week.
  6. linda suggesting that we write 5 minutes a day on a topic that changes weekly.
  7. that frodo had sam.
  8. having my own buddies so that i can throw my own rings into mt doom
  9. that my mom thought i should get that spinning wheel
  10. that my husband thought i should get that spinning wheel
  11. that i was online in the library that day in 1999 instead of only doing my school work
  12. that my mom typed my papers from my scribbled yellow notepads for years
  13. my ability to make analogies. i derive so much pleasure from this very human ability.
  14. that our realtor showed us a house that ignored one of the first things we told her we wanted
  15. that the buyers for the house we wanted backed out
  16. that i went to a small catholic school for kindergarten and first grade before moving across town and switching schools
  17. that bear used to make me wait for him for hours
  18. that bear no longer makes me wait for him and if an emergency happens, i still only wait about 30 minutes
  19. that linda is talented at long distance relationships and willing to be my bff
  20. gmail archives
  21. my sony ereader
  22. fan fiction. i might not read it much anymore, but it changed my perspective on a few things and its how i met AJ.
  23. for the japanese maple that already exists on our property
  24. for the massive hydrangea and all the lacecap hydrangeas (i love love love hydrangeas)
  25. that typing in all lowercase somehow assuages the tiredness i’ve been feeling

(Gilligan, the title is from “Upwards Over the Mountain” by Iron & Wine. I used it because it seems to me that part of being thankful is remembering “the blink of an eye”. Maybe it’s just me.)

puttin up with my shit way too long

Lame lame lame. I haven’t posted in a month? So random catch up blog ahoy!

  • Bear made me watch the whole 34 minute Runaway video. The only part we agreed on (as in both loved):
  • Bear and I caught the colds from hell. I took naps on the couch at work for multiple days in a row. That is how tired and out of it I was. NAPS PEOPLE. I hate napping but I cannot tell you how much I looked forward to those 30 minute naps.
  • Bear and I are becoming awesome friends with Mr and Mrs Right. :)
  • Left has kinda disappeared on us and that is worrisome.  :(
  • We love our neighbors.
  • We have raked a million trillion acorns that have fallen from trees.
  • We are doing a great job eating at home even if it means frozen meals
  • The sun going down at 6 instead of 9 is actually contributing to us feeling tired I think. I’m not looking forward to the time change.
  • I have a bunch of fall foliage pictures from around the neighborhood but the laziness kills.
  • I found out someone I know in person is reading the blog. Hi!
  • It’s probably because Linda links me. She just can’t let me hide back here.
  • I’ve been working until 11pm a lot (> 3 times) this month. This MIGHT also be contributing to the tired/lazy.
  • I have a hard time balancing my hobbies. Blogging is easier when I am spinning/knitting and not so much when I’m reading. I dont review books. You wouldn’t want me to either.
  • Sick and tired and cold and rainy this last month has meant that I’ve been reading. A lot. I’ve blown my book budget for this month like crazy. (It’s not as bad as it sounds. My book budget is like …$20?)
  • Bear vacuumed at 1am the other day.
  • Bear almost died at 1:30am the other day.
  • After we got the new boiler/heater, we paid 2 guys $40 to remove the old castiron oil heater. This resulted in a MASSIVE greasy rusty mess. I cannot describe how black and sticky and gross this stuff was and it was ALL over our basement floor. Bear wouldn’t let me clean it. Bear wouldn’t clean it. It sat and mocked us for 2 months. Then Bear surprised me by having it cleaned while we were at work this week. I came home and went to put clothes to wash. When I opened the basement door, I screamed “BEAR SOMEONE WAS IN OUR BASEMENT!” and of course he was already anticipating this so he was right behind me so I screamed at him “DID YOU DO THIS?!”
  • Bear has been deriving an immense amount of pleasure from the look on my face and the idea that I would have thought someone would break into our basement to CLEAN.
  • I’ve been living in a state of conflict. One the one hand YAY FOR THE BASEMENT AND FOR BEAR BEING AWESOME AND SWEET. One the other hand, WTH WE COULD HAVE CLEANED THAT OURSELVES! The yay part of me is winning. Also Linda and my mom yelled at me for not falling all over Bear. They think he’s the shit.
  • My mom had surgery. I was disproportionately freaked. Linda went way beyond the bounds of friendship and visited her for me at the hospital. She blogged about it here and here.
  • The clan is losing their collective shit over Halloween. Normally we reserve this for Christmas and New Years. I can’t wait for pictures.
  • Linda has talked me into posting every day in November. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA